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Lost in Time's gaze,
Wondering how I got here,
This place, this moment....

This mind,
Flooding with painful memories,
Of when I was young and immortal,
When I was not as broken,
When I was loved...
These hands,
Talented fleshy poets,
Bleeding out my emotions with clarity,
Through the fingertips that caressed your face...

Abandoned on Life's door step,
Vulnerable and alone,
I learned from Misery,
She taught me well...

Jagged words provoke anguish,
Tears burst forth unexpectedly,
And I drown in my salty sorrow...
Cruel reality, ruthless agony,
Hate coursing through me....
Never to understand the mysteries of life,
Crawling further into myself,
Where solitude is endless,
And I am numb...

Gently fading into nothingness,
Where I seem to belong...
A deep search within,
And all I seem to find is emptiness...

I am...... HOLLOW......

Trying to find an answer,
Yet, there is only another question...
Weary and spent from my endless odyssey,
Walking a desolate road,
Seemingly eternal,
Frustrated to find that I have been walking in circles all this time...
Horrified, discovering that the cycle never ends...

My tale is left incomplete,
My symphony is unfinished,
Lingering at a single trill note...
I am left with only a half-told tale,
A half-sung Melodie,
Everlasting solitude,
And deafening silence...

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